If you're going to make me cry in this weather At least wear your summer dress like you used to You looked so pretty rolling around in bed I'll never brush hair from I'll never brush hair from your face again I'll never brush hair from I'll never brush hair from your face again I'll never brush hair from I'll never brush hair from your face again If you're going to make me cry in this weather At least wear your summer dress like you used to You looked so pretty rolling around in bed I'll never brush hair from I'll never brush hair from your face again And if you throw away your summer dress You're throwing away the days in bed on a Sunday afternoon When I said I'd never brush hair from